Essay from Saparbaeva Aziza

Central Asian teen girl with an Uzbek embroidered headdress, long dark curly hair, a light tan coat, and a colorful red and orange and brown top underneath. She's outside on a grassy lawn near trees with a pole and streamers and people behind her and medals and academic awards in front of her.


My impressions of books


“Khaloskor Sultan Sayfiddin Qutuz” is a novel written by Shahodat Ulug (who was born in Nurota, now lives and works in the Netherlands), and the work tells about the years of rule of Mahmud ibn Mahmud Sayfiddin, the son (nephew) of Jalaluddin Manguberdi’s sister, in Egypt, and his battles against the invading Mongols (Ain Jolut, Beit Shi’an), described the struggle of members of the Ayyubid dynasty against internal forces and their claims to the throne.

Some artistic aspects of the work are added by the author to make the reader more fascinated by the work. For example, the image of Ravza, Saifiddin’s beloved.

But at the same time, in writing the novel, the works of historians who gave information about that period were also used (Batlimus, Rumi, Charles-“Senyobas”, Makrizi).

Some of the events in the work contradict historical information (processes related to Turkon Khotun). But I don’t want to condemn the writer, the work of art is art in its own right.

But the work is characteristic of that period and at the same time it is explained in a language understandable to the reader. Special thanks to the author for this!

The ending of the play saddened me, why did the fate of such a strong person who avenged his uncle meet the same fate as his uncle…?!!

I wrote about the work briefly, but it is full of historical and artistic information. I am sure that you will witness this by reading the work.

I would like to leave you with short excerpts from the work:

“A blow from within the kingdom is dangerous because the outside world remains unaware of this threat. And the bandi locked inside goes on its way to its death in the bloody games of talent.

Life is a cruel despot.

Life is cold death inside a bloody talent game.”

“A person goes astray, but one day he will return to his origin and originality. Don’t get caught up in things that are alien to human nature.”

“Do good, if the fish knows, if not, Khaliq will know. It is enough for me to know the people.”

“Heart paralysis is a much sadder tragedy than physical paralysis. As a result, it forces a person to breathe in an unhealthy environment and condemns a person to live like a living corpse.

From the language of the image of Najmiya: “I was squeezed into my mother’s narrow stomach, oh, let there be wails, let there be cries, I could not fit into my father’s house, like a child clinging to a fortress.”

“A person sometimes finds suffering in happiness, and sometimes grows up in poverty and then rises to the heights.”

“Be careful! There is a piece of meat on the body. If it heals, the whole body heals.

If it fails, the whole body fails. He is the soul!’

Poetry from Sandy Rochelle

Birthday Poem
 
My mind is filled to capacity by the divine.
There is no longer space for unresolved pain.
Although it never ceases to beat on the door 
of my sanity.
The divine excludes all misery and transforms 
it into love.
As the divine protects its own.
You ask me, 'What about the demands of the outside world.'
There is no outside world.
Only a false world made from fear and loathing.
A  world  tormented by misery and pain.
Waiting to enter and shake it up.
Ah, I say there is no world only love.
for that is what I choose.
What you choose is held in exile until you are ready.
The things of the earth need no external pleasure.
They are secure within.
Demons can no longer survive in the mind as there
is no air for them to breath.
They trip on the ruby slippers left by a lost and
tormented child.
Now healed, safe and free.
The woods are cold and dangerous.
and the life they offer is seductive.
The woods are full of hidden thorns and grief.
They must be left on the craggy rocks.
The must die before inflicting pain and sorrow.
Do not go near them for like burs they will stick
to you forever.
 
Sandy Rochelle

Poetry from Sheila Murphy

Quotidian

No, I said.

I would not

Like that.

I held

still. The offer

on the table

stalled. He walked. 

I stayed

apart. He started

thought and speech.

I heard. One word.

Born on the Cusp of July

Is it officially monsoon yet

Are we about to be hush wet

Showering constantly repeatedly

Pre- and post-walk the east

Valley husky with loaded clouds 

And hail and winds and gloom 

Confirming gravity all very

Garlicy and fraught

In Cherrapunjee, India, rainfall

Lasted 86 consecutive days imagine

Arizona like that no broom sturdy enough to 

Push away the ruins lodged

Between repeat signs on the

Page

Hush Puppies

Hush puppies on the soles

of the feet of David Ignatow

at the podium one foot atop the other.

Warm young safe shoes. Hush 

puppies belonging to David Ignatow

He spoke in plain tones that rose 

in the carpeted auditorium

where students would go to hear

poetry slide into the tonal registers

of daily life. Hush puppies below the soft cuffs

of the trousers of David Ignatow

a gentle plow through speech allowed

its reach from his matter of fact

voice that cared. A flock of early voices

honored him flapped their wings locating their

span.

The Jugular Is Blotched

Within-ness tends to thin. From afar

Someone ekes out an expletive 

Ripe as shame. Justice, meanwhile

Scampers out the back by way of

The loose screen door rattling proof 

Of departure, in haste and how

Left behind one probably is.

Punch lists Judy as his

Executrix, meanwhile the bottler

Keeps things going and flowing. 

Included in a firm punch list 

A scattergram quotidian enough 

Not to bother with a pinata plump and

Strikable 

Cognitive Dissonance 2

I say I’m busy

I’m always busy

Being busy but

I am doing something 

Defining I’m always 

Listening to myself 

Learn it’s just that

In your view

I’m not busy at all

Because I’m not 

Going anywhere 

With you

Sheila E. Murphy’s most recent book is Permission to Relax (BlazeVOX Books, 2023). Awards: Gertrude Stein Poetry Award for Letters to Unfinished J and the Hay(na)ku prize for Reporting Live From You Know Where (Meritage Books, 2018). 

Sheila Murphy – Wikipedia

Poetry from Vernon Frazer



Threads Baring



new lapels disfigured mediation 

busters harried to the tenth extreme

seek remedial disasters planned

under wedging banter associates

columnar when their vocable thread

transforms cased carrier remnants

to particle misgivings that hedge

the bettors shrubbing their green 

with a nonchalance left unsuited

for the tidal remnant massage

dismembered as any catalogue 

request impaneled many stairwells

casing the place for customer jars

buried as a threat of last return

to the clever parlor tricks turned

in Reno slot machines corporate

as any corporeal inflation suit

litigated under a fading gauntlet 

or store a subterfuge in the pine

casket longing for a short return

on a retreat binding loose shrieks

to vacant cleanser armies trapped 

in arrears or security bank lifts

its torrential rhetorical compendia

toward reactor bastions dancing

cradle riffs under moonshine wind

somatic upturn notwithstanding

the columnar implication dread

gradually shedding incumbents

of dormant centipede infraction

prints tracking lawns long gone

to granite vestibule packaging

arthritic numbers in stale heat

to lessen the platelet impact

consumed as a quadrant vocal

turning silent on a squeaky pivot




No Cigar Too Close



a Havana leak imploding

ratchets calcium in spite

a disconsolate liquidator



frying pawned banter 

erased porcupine litanies



molting solar remuneration

developed darkening eyefuls

where headboards scattered



paradiddle femurs to daze

solar paperbacks with shock



the witch tonsil ache foiled

leaking punctuation reform

one bored seawater escape



released a subliminal jotting

and stapled scarves divulge



queasy octagons needle

rampant spitfires encompass

the disconsolate liquidators



harkening scripture grouches 

recycle their pauper caravan





Kindling Ash




a conflagration mentor

firing up a passion lost

conical invitations rapt



           in fashion

           gear turned to spark



                     and catch



       the lessening arc of the flare



            as touched

                              by inspiration



                inventing the fashion

                of the passion come



           much before

                                 aspiration circuits



                   fence convention tents

                   along the downslide glow



                      the grin 

                                  in the dark

                                                    inspired 



lightening the shouldered

incentive that fear turned

cynical the will untapped



           despite

           the endless recitation

           a replay                  deployed

                        cylindrical



                                invective rations 

                                a rhetorical spin



                and out



                              no invitation needed



                                                                 after dark 




Vernon Frazer’s most recent poetry collection is MANTIC PANDEMIC,  a C22 publication.

C22 will publish Frazer’s Voyage in Port in July 2024. 





Poetry from Mahbub Alam

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Mahbub Alam
The Pick of Love

A way goes through the bushes
The light with colorful glow reflects
All the way it spreads the roses
The green smiles and the flowery grasses

A dream of love welcomes here
Beats the heart charming everywhere 
We celebrate our joy hand in hand
Get lost with the bliss of Gaia’s pad

Here dances all the mount’s pick
The faces blush in the sun’s kiss
The clouds hug the pyramid’s pace
Call me to be in touch of the world’s grace.

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh,
16 June, 2024.

Md. Mahbubul Alam is from Bangladesh. His writer name is Mahbub John in Bangladesh. He is a Senior Teacher (English) of Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh. Chapainawabganj is a district town of Bangladesh. He is an MA in English Literature from Rajshahi College under National University. He has published three books of poems in Bangla. He writes mainly poems but other branches of literature such as prose, article, essay etc. also have been published in national and local newspapers, magazines, little magazines. He has achieved three times Best Teacher Certificate and Crest in National Education Week in the District Wise Competition in Chapainawabganj District. He has gained many literary awards from home and abroad. His English writings have been being published in Synchronized Chaos for seven years. 

Synchronized Chaos’ Second June Issue 2024: Life, Love, and Death

Artistic pencil drawing of a baby hooked up to an umbilical cord next to a skull with the sun shining in the background.
Image c/o Chris Webber

We wish a very happy Father’s Day to everyone who will celebrate this month! Creativity is an act of fathering, of providing, protecting, nurturing, and raising, as much as birthing works.

Also, at the request of many contributors, we are sharing ways writers and artists can lend a hand to different places in the world.

Literary Ways to Help Ukraine

Engin Program, Online English-speaking conversation partners for Ukrainian youth

Donate to Help Ukrainian Books make grants to librarians and booksellers

Literary Ways to Help Haiti

Children’s book donations through Friends of Humanity

Volunteer virtually with Partners in Literacy Haiti

Now, for our second June 2024 issue, we return to the basics of many human stories: life, love, and death.

Two skeletons dancing, one with a top hat, with a sign in the background saying Kiss of Death.
Image c/o Linnaea Mallette

Z.I. Mahmud explicates how Zeffirelli’s film adaptation of Romeo and Juliet captures the violent and tumultuous atmosphere of the romance. Shuhratova Shaxina praises the clarity of feeling in the writings of Alexander Feinberg as Prasannakumar Dalai illuminates strong, plaintive bursts of feelings of romance and lament.

David Sapp recollects a childhood crush and his mother’s early rebellion against gender roles. Jacques Fleury rebels against the racism and class prejudice against marginalized writers. Aziza Saparbaeva takes pride in her home village and how the people fought for freedom, and Muntasir Mamun Kiron offers up an elegy for the bold warriors who founded Bangladesh.

Ibrahimov Saidakbar outlines the historical accomplishments of Uzbek writer Gafur Ghulam as Zeboxon Akmalova speaks to children’s education and the potential of children and Sadoquat Begamova talks about methods for education of visually impaired young people. Sharipov Ubaydullojon outlines the basics of German linguistics, Narzulloyeva Munisa Bakhromovna highlights the good parts of the Internet but offers a caution against obsession, and Zamira Hakimova explores the etymological roots of the terms Uzbeks use to talk about financial processes as Mamatazimov Kabiljon outlines principles of mechanical safety for workers in industrial plants.

Gulsanam Qurbonova writes about finding the motivation to achieve one’s goals as Amir Hamza describes a lonely boy who rises to the occasion to save lives. Bruce Roberts reflects on the artistic self-assertion embodied in Michelangelo’s David as Xidirova Mahliyo offers a patriotic celebration of her country. Christopher Bernard’s riddle poem invites speculation while drawing on history and myth as Alan Catlin confabulates historical and artistic images into poetry.

Mark Young concocts images combining text and different sorts of shapes, lines, and colors for visual effect as J.D. Nelson links words together into fragmentary monostich poems. Brian Le Lay plays with sound and thought in hay (na) kus that seem bilingual or trans-lingual.

Gregg Norman’s poetic speaker grapples with weather, with what humans cannot control. Graciela Noemi Villaverde’s poem explores feelings of waiting and watching, for the return of hope or a lover. Faleeha Hassan compares writers’ block to the abandonment of a lover. Elmaya Jabbarova evokes the mystery, wonder, and unpredictability of love and happiness. Dr. Jernail S. Anand illuminates how much our world is beyond humans’ influence as John Grey contributes humorous reflections on being stuck, staying or escaping with your mind. Hatamova Charos poetically longs for chamomile and the cities of Oman that are lost to her.

Light skinned ballerina poised between left and right, up and down, with her yellow robe outstretched.
Image c/o Gerd Altmann

Kathleen Hulser speculates on matter remaining as it transforms, suggesting that it is okay to declutter and let go of things. Sushama Kasbekar looks at an old tea set to comment on the constant flow of time and on enjoying what you have while you can. Audrija Paul reflects on the tragedy of love and life nearly lost while Taylor Dibbert reminds us that life after tragedy can be strangely uneventful.

Susie Gharib captures the world-weariness of 2020, full of war and disease, as Mykyta Ryzhykh highlights the world’s tender questions and contradictions and J.J. Campbell recollects a search for love amidst the brutality of those who should have cared for him. For Joan McNerney, the “world is too much with us,” too tiring, scary, and complex, and she finds comfort in the mysteries of nature. Jasmina Rahmatullayeva explores the psychology underlying acts of criminal violence, Dr. Jernail S. Anand laments the selfishness in too many people’s love, and Bill Tope’s protagonist realizes as an adult that his childhood friend was being abused.

Michaila Oberhoffer explores the role social conditioning plays in our emotions in her book The Roots of John’s Happiness. Irodaxon Ibragimova speculates on where we can find happiness and offers gratitude for it. Azimjon Toshpulatov’s hopeful poem asserts that she will find joy one day.

Rachel Gorman-Cooper explores our primal hungers as Jim Meirose provides a humorous take on humans’ deciding everything by committee. Nahyean Taronno begins a horror tale where humans must work together to overcome primal fears and escape the threat of the unknown.

Brian Barbeito idly speculates on life on a horse ranch as Isabel Gomes de Diego sends up photographs of direct encounters with nature and Kylian Cubilla Gomes highlights the subtle and obvious ways we work with and regulate nature. Munnavar Boltayeva urges us to save the environment as Zulfiqurova Muslima discusses pollution of the Aral Sea and the need for restoration and O’razaliyeva Charos revels in the joy of the spring. Terry Trowbridge plays with syntax enough to restore a feeling of wonder at nature.

Silhouette of a tree against the sunshine, grass below looks yellow as well.
Image c/o Andrea Stockel

Duane Vorhees talks about sensual Southern European love, nature, politics and beach life. Norman J. Olson reminisces on a recent European cruise he took with his wife that inspired poetry and sketches. Easa Hossain remembers the green farmland of his home village with nostalgia. Shafkat Aziz Hajam shares regrets over lost love as Daniel De Culla visits a museum exhibit on dinosaurs and speculates on the ghosts in Spain’s past.

Allison Grayhurst offers a tribute to her mother, a very slow, gentle, realistic take on death and caregiving, accompanied by a photo of the sky on each of her mother’s last days. Yuldashev Jumanazar Muradjanovich relates a tale of love that lasts until death while Bill Tope explicates how war can break up families and the extent we can go for love.

Awodele Habeeb claims that the devil and death will not have the final word as Michael Robinson takes comfort in faith and forgiveness. Lidia Popa comments on how humans throughout time have turned to faith to process our feelings about death.

Sandy Rochelle calls us to let go and rest and let life carry us on the winds of change as Michael Stewart gives gentle encouragement to rest, let life take its course. Michelle Reale speaks to an intuitive and spiritual relationship between a father and daughter as Kristy Raines revels in wonder at the tenderness of love. Mesfakus Salahin rests content in an eternal love as Mirta Liliana Ramirez depicts a moment of passion made possible because people trust and feel safe with each other. Dr. Maheshwar Das finds tender joy in faith and birdsong as Anindya Pal offers a sensual tale of rain and love and Don Bormon meditates on the soft and gentle promise of sunrise.

Dilnoza Xusanova highlights the example of compassion in Ahmed Lutfiy Kazanchi’s novel Stepmother. Mukhammadova Mushtaryibegim Otabekovna praises the value and high calling of motherhood. Yuldasheva Xadichaxon’s essay explicates true friendship as Makhzuna Habibova’s poem reflects the exquisite emotions of love and Sevinch Nusratullayevna praises the virtue of kindness. Nigar Nurulla Khalilova rejoices in a love that has overcome major obstacles and stood the test of time. Maja Milojkovic urges people to turn towards caring for each other, starting with gentle inner attitudes. Mahbub Alam celebrates the community and joy created by the Muslim feast and festival of Eid as Nosirova Gavhar remembers an afternoon where she baked and enjoyed mint pie with her mom and grandmother and Muslima Murodova speaks to the healing power of bread cooked with a family’s love.

Thank you for your kindness and consideration in reading our publication. We invite you to leave words of encouragement for the authors and artists.

Essay from Sevinch Nusratullayevna

Kindness begets kindness

Kindness is a quality that is often underestimated and undervalued in today’s fast-paced world. With the constant hustle and bustle, people tend to prioritize their own needs and interests, often leaving behind acts of kindness towards others. However, what we fail to realize is that kindness has a ripple effect – it begets kindness. In simpler terms, when one person is kind to another, it leads to a chain reaction, ultimately spreading kindness to those around them. This small act of kindness has the potential to make a significant impact and bring about positive change in our society.

First and foremost, kindness is contagious. When we witness someone being kind to us or others, it automatically puts us in a positive mood and encourages us to do the same for others. Research has shown that when individuals are exposed to kindness, they are more likely to exhibit kind behavior themselves. It’s like a domino effect, where one act of kindness leads to another, and the cycle continues. This is how kindness begets kindness.

Moreover, kindness has the power to alleviate negativity and promote a sense of unity and togetherness. In today’s world, where division and hatred are rampant, small acts of kindness can go a long way in bridging the gaps and bringing people together. Even the smallest acts of kindness, such as a smile, a helping hand, or a kind word, can make a significant impact on someone’s day. When we show kindness towards others, it fosters a sense of community and reminds us that we are all in this together.

Additionally, kindness is not just limited to actions but also words. The words we choose to use can either hurt or heal, and by choosing to be kind with our words, we can spread positivity and uplift those around us. A simple compliment or a few words of encouragement can do wonders for someone’s self-esteem and confidence. When we speak kindly, we create a safe and comfortable environment for others, making them more likely to pass on the same kindness to others.

Furthermore, kindness has a profound impact on our mental and emotional well-being. Numerous studies have shown that acts of kindness trigger the release of dopamine, a chemical in the brain that makes us feel good. It boosts our mood, increases our self-esteem, and reduces stress and anxiety. By being kind to others, we not only spread joy and positivity, but we also improve our own mental and emotional state, creating a positive cycle of well-being.

Lastly, kindness has the power to create a lasting impression on others. A small act of kindness can leave a long-lasting impact on someone’s life, and in turn, inspire them to spread kindness to others. It has the potential to create a positive ripple effect that can extend beyond our own communities and reach people we may never even meet.

In conclusion, kindness truly begets kindness. It has the power to create a positive cycle of compassion, empathy, and unity, ultimately making our world a better and happier place to live in. As individuals, we must strive to be kind to one another and make it a part of our daily lives. No act of kindness is too small, and it can make a significant difference. So, let us all be kind to each other, for kindness truly has the power to change the world.